On my way to work I found a letter. It was short and had bad hand writing. The letter read.

“For all those who love me I’m sorry. I just couldn’t take it. I can’t live without Dave so I’m going with him. Were going to live together in heaven. ”

I was shocked, I inspected the letter a little more and discovered a year, “1995”. It was a very old letter. As I continued walking to work I wondered who this women was. I wondered who Dave was. It got me thinking, maybe I should call my wife during lunch.